I Will Remain
To tell you the truth this blog isn't very interesting, nor am I but here it goes.

I feel so sick, I just want to sleep.

When I went to my friends house today I say by her bookshelf and I realised a book had fell off and as I put it back the whole shelf fell down and all the books on it came tumbling down upon me. It was so awful! I felt so bad. Then someone went to pick up a cup from the top shelf and what happened? The shelf fell down and down came the books upon me.

Today was finally been my last day!
I can’t believe it was my last day.
I didn’t cry as I expected.
In fact I just laughed at the people who were crying during the assembly. I felt heartless.

Watch when everyone cries at my leavers day tomorrow and I’ll just be sitting there like I have no emotions. I must seem like I have no heart.

It’s going to be like my year 6 dance all over again. Everyone one will be crying and hugging and I’ll just be there emotionless standing at the sidelines.

I am so not ready for my physics exam today.

On a lighter note, after today I never have to do it again!

(Source: myfreakingfuckeduplife, via toomuchneverenough)

I didn’t think my school could get any more pathetic but oh no, it did.
They are bascially banning us from going to the fields next to our school or any of the parks close by so we don’t give the school a ‘bad’ reputation like it had before and so we don’t intimidate the locals.

Who cares?
It’s our last day and they’re ruining it.

My maths teacher is making me do maths revision during one of my free lessons.

I hate maths,
With a passion.

I could really do with a Twister right now.

Oh my, five bloody years at my damn school and now in four days time I actually leave.

I’m actually leaving.
I actually have to leave.
Thursday is the day.
Thursday’s the day I leave.

Thank bloody fuck.

Take me away someplace else,
cause I don’t wanna see you with anybody else.
Maybe I’m selfish, I don’t know.
And I hardly know you but I don’t wanna let you go.

Pretty much all my friends but me have a boyfriend.

You think by this I’d benefit out of it:
You know like them setting me up, Or prephaps meeting their (potentially cute/fit) friends.

But no they’re all pretty selfish.

(via myopinionisoflessvalue)